Text: Bros. When Will I Be Famous.
When will I, will I be famous?
Yes, you're suitably one
With your body and the sun
Yes, you are
You've read Karl Marx
And you've taught yourself to dance
You're the best by far
But you keep asking the question
Oh, you're not supposed to mention
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me, babe
You're a slave to fashion
And your life is full of passion
It's the way you are
You've suffered for your art
With the jogging in the park
You know you should go far
But you keep asking the question
Oh, you're not supposed to mention
I'm not supposed to mention
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
Oh, I can't tell you when
You'll see your name
Up in lights
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me, babe
I can't wait
You won't suffer in silence
You're a talent, you know that I've noticed
You'd like to be a legend
Big star over night
Tell me, when?
I can't answer your question
I can't wait, it's driving me insane
And you're impossible in patience
Tearing at my brain
It's tearing
I can't take it, take it much more
When will I, will I?
When will I?
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I?
When, when, tell me when?
I can't answer, I can't tell you
Answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
Yes, you're suitably one
With your body and the sun
Yes, you are
You've read Karl Marx
And you've taught yourself to dance
You're the best by far
But you keep asking the question
Oh, you're not supposed to mention
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me, babe
You're a slave to fashion
And your life is full of passion
It's the way you are
You've suffered for your art
With the jogging in the park
You know you should go far
But you keep asking the question
Oh, you're not supposed to mention
I'm not supposed to mention
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
Oh, I can't tell you when
You'll see your name
Up in lights
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me, babe
I can't wait
You won't suffer in silence
You're a talent, you know that I've noticed
You'd like to be a legend
Big star over night
Tell me, when?
I can't answer your question
I can't wait, it's driving me insane
And you're impossible in patience
Tearing at my brain
It's tearing
I can't take it, take it much more
When will I, will I?
When will I?
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that
When will I?
When, when, tell me when?
I can't answer, I can't tell you
Answer that
When will I, will I be famous?